Being. Dead. Sucks. I spent my day walking around purgatory, watching other spirits communicate to their friends (or strangers) using the board.
I was just sitting around when I finally heard a familiar voice.
"Bryan, are you there?" The voice said.
I immediately recognized the voice. It was Nick.
I folllowed the voice until it got louder.
I looked down and saw my best friends playing with the board.
I got so excited, I finally get to talk to my friends after a year,
I moved the planchette to the word "Yes" on the board.
Everyone looked excited.
The first person i wanted to talk to first was Morgan so i spelled out her name using the planchette.
But then Morgan asked me something that broke my heart.
"Are you going to hurt us?" Morgan asked.
I moved the planchette to the word "No."
I saw someone behind Celine, she looked excited even tough she wasnt playing.
I knew exactly who was behind her, so I quickly blew out all the candles and hid her in the closet.
I went back to where the board was and saw Autumn asking me questions.
"Where is Celine?" She asked.
I spelled out the word closet and told her the truth.
I went to go check on Celine, but it was too late. The spirit already got her.
"THE SPIRIT ISNT BRYAN." Autumn yelled out.
I wanted to tell them who was controling the board now, but i couldn't.
I gave up and sat back down where i was sitting this time, although something was different.
I looked to my left and saw Celine sitting next to me.
YOU ARE READING
This is not a game
ParanormalA story where six people try to contact their dead friend using an ouija board. (yo this is the original story so please dont steal and claim as your work!!)
